Mha fan fic dabi x hawks.. a flicker of a flame (Dabi’s pov)

MHA spoilers ( I’ve watched it all ) Dabis pov…

When we first met you were playing with that rabbit girl seeing who was faster.. your fierce wings or her bunny like speed.. you were determined to beat her with your dainty little wings as red as the streaks on my hair at the time .. of course you let her win because that was the kind of person you were .. kind .. outgoing and a charmer too..

As we grew older you got faster and stronger .. my hair faded to white .. your out going personality grew along with your popularity.. I didn’t care as long as we could talk alone at times .. I needed you to be my friend when my baby brother was born .. my father didn’t give a shit about me becoming a hero anymore he had the perfect son who had the power of my mother and my father combined .. I grew angry and frustrated.. confused with hate towards my brother .. who never ment to be hated .. but it was all my father’s fault he had favoured him.. why I hated him..

I wanted to ask you things .. what it’s like to be an only child .. what it was like to have a dream of becoming a hero .. we were good friends .. I knew your name and you knew mine .. you were the one thing I looked forward towards seeing in this shit hole of a world filled with quirks that could hurt or save .. mum said I could still be a hero behind dads back I want to ask you if that was true ..

“Dude of course you can, anyone can be a hero if they put their mind to it”

For a while I believed it.. I was determined to show my dad I could .. I used to train with you.. you would use your feathers and try to dodge my fire .. some times you would cry when your feathers got burnt to ashes and I would feel bad, other times it was me crying because I had over done it and you being there for me telling me to take it easy made it better .. either way our quirks aren’t supposed to be together but we didn’t care… we called our imaginary agency hot wings.. it was a stupid name that made us laugh as kids ..

you got faster and learned to turn you feathers into weapons .. while I .. I got hurt .. I scarred by my own quirk.. I was learning to become numb to the pain .. I thought if pain doesn’t kill you it makes you stronger .. immune .. it makes you a hero who can take on the worlds worst enemies .. we were closer still training together.. you suggested I was almost ready to show my father my skills ..I was too eager for my own good .. I swear I tried but he wouldn’t listen.. yet again my.. I was ignored, pushed aside.. i was angry for being ignored.. I was sad for the hero I can’t be because my father does not see such a thing for me .. he grabbed my dreams by the throat and burned them into my baby brothers future ..

I was just a kid with a dream .. a dream just dismissed.. like a quirkless looser .. a quirk so useless it would make life harder .. in anger I ran.. away from home .. into the forest .. my feelings took control .. I hated I couldn’t be a hero, I hated my fathers ignorance.. you said I could be a hero no one but you believed so .. my flames grew wild.. nature caught a light.. my flames burned life.. my flames burned me and put me into a coma ..

I woke up .. 3 years later .. I was in some facility .. not sure on where I was.. I was told things wouldn’t be the same as they were before I had almost died.. my quirk could have killed me .. my quirk killed the Toya I was before .. Toya was dead to family and that’s when my family was dead to me .. Toya was the little kid wanted to be hero .. Toya todoroki .. is dead..that’s when I chose to be Dabi .. Dabi is stronger .. immune to the pain of society .. because I am the pain of society .. anger consumed me fueling my black heart to become stronger .. possibly unhinged but to become Dabi.. the one who doesn’t care of anyone lives or dies he’s stronger.. or so I thought..

When some guy introduced me to the league of villains or some people call the LOV.. that’s when I met him.. shigaraki .. his crazy obsession with destroying the world matched my obsession with exposing my father for the fraud of a hero he is .. shigaraki wasn’t the only one .. the only girl in the group, crazy blond chick.. toga .. she was cute .. more like a little sister when I got to know her but is a psycho for blood.. there’s twice he’s not a bad but has some issues with himself, kinda feel bad for the guy, he’s alright .. spinner .. he’s apart of society's rejected freaks all because he’s different… There as so a guy named compress .. and kurogiri who’s been with shigaraki since the beginning.. who knew my baby brother would be a good hero .. using both mum and dads powers .. the latest prototype child of the family becoming a my fathers perfect hero child … with the dream he ripped away from me .. I envy him ..

Things were fine untill the liberation joined with the league of villains.. that’s when you joined .. you showed up with your out going personality getting to know the league .. not knowing your motives I kept my distance .. seeing you here flooded back memories of our childhood together .. bitter memories of my childhood .. unwanted memories.. but it was you ..Keigo .. stronger faster..cunning.. playing both the roles .. I wasn’t stupid .. you did something to me .. something in my chest make me feel someone weird.. something I didn’t want .. so I stayed away .. on the guard knowing why such a known hero would be here .. either to double cross .. or to play with something I never knew I had .. I watched you .. you smiled like before nothing about you had changed in a bad way .. it made me feel weird.. my face felt hot .. then I felt a person pulling on my arm.. toga ..

Toga wasn’t an idiot she knew what the feeling I had was..I didn’t know what it was at the time.. toga explained that it’s like when she craved blood for the first time.. how she sunk her teeth into a bird for its blood.. describing how it made her feel .. the warm feeling of the bird lifeless body giving her her first supply of blood.. giving her a thrill of excitement when she saw it.. it was love for her..in a way it made some sense .. as unhinged it sounded .. she was right .. love .. it’s a thing i haven’t really felt .. it was never really a thing i had .. but this warm feeling .. it exists in me .. it’s like the burn I get from drinking straight whisky but I’m not drinking .. you saw my hands stained black.. not even the hair dye was enough stop you from figuring me out.. I you wanted me for who I was now.. I never wanted anything from you.. not even burning you was enough to keep you away .. you’d just stab me with your feathers..

We fought daily like we did when we were kids, playing agency.. but this time we ment to hurt each other.. your stubborn, cocky and pathetic to chase after me ..

“Honestly Dabi I can’t tell if we’re fighting or flirting at this point, whatever it is it’s just fun to watch you get so angry”

“F*** off stupid chicken, your just a masochist for pain, yet they call you a pathetic little hero keigo ”

I caught you off guard you never told anyone in the league your name that’s when you knew for sure it was me .. leaving our little fight to die.. I left you glaring at me with confusion then realisation your probably thinking how I ended up like this .. you found out everything when I put aired myself on every screen topless for all of the world to see.. shaming Endeavor for failing as a father

When your theory of me is as true you wandered closer not caring for the feathers turned to ash hurting you to keep you away .. some how I gave in that’s when our connection grew stronger one particular night.. you were sitting next to me at the bar.. telling me to just let it be and relax… you out waved your feather around carelessly like a feather on a string like one of those cat toys.. I could have burnt it in the moment but something in me didn’t want to …. I scoffed .. accept my fate .. not giving a shit .. you looked at me like you always did with that stupid smile you had.. the one you used on your friends .. I just rolled my eyes at you just like you have seen a hundred times before before you used to tell me something cocky ..you poured us a glass.. tell me to drink with you .. then you smiled at me .. well what’s the worst that could happen in this already shit life I say sarcastically

“To reunion” he gleamed

“To what ever tf this is” I scoffed

We clinked our glasses and whisked down the shot.. I loving the feeling that burns while talking to me like we were old friends again .. I smoked on my cigarette.. blew it in your face .. your there telling me like I care that this stuff stinks like shit… I tell you it’s just deaths kiss…. Another round of whisky down then another .. your face is as red as your wings... Smiling and laughing and me.. you dropped your feather in your glass and used it to stir your drink but for some reason your eyes were locked on mine while you licked your feather clean making yourself shiver .. my face heats up .. again.. watching you toy with your own weakness in front of me.. I catch myself biting my lip.. of all things a little heinous act makes me loosen up .. we drink a bottle dry.. then we open another bottle.. toga heads down the all stumbling over herself .. I go and help her out being a some what of a big brother to her .. helping her get changed out of her bloody clothes from the days mission.. I give her my shirt.. tell her that I care for her .. I tuck her in and say good night .. then head back your flustered feather brain bird .. you never moved once you were right there waiting for me.. wanting my attention

When I come back I grab your feather from out of your soft hands.. stroking the ruby red prize then putting it in my drink .. stirring the ice around hearing the clinking soften .. sticking out my pierced tongue your eyes gaze into my direction .. your pupils dilate like a villain with a fix.. you watch as I take your little feather and lick the whisky off the shaft.. you studded as you feel every detail.. my piercing drives you to a whine.. intrigued by your whimpers make me smile.. what can I say maybe I’m a sadist.. but you already knew that from being around me ... I liked seeing you so aroused over a small thing in my hands.. while you’re beyond the tipsy point your body shivers.. I lick my way up and repeat .. slowly.. still tasting whisky ..you call my name .. “Dabi” pretty little bird you are .. it’s so fuking hot .. I get carried away and start sucking your feather while flicking it with my tongue.. your moans get louder, body twitching, your breath heavier like a dog in heat .. but your a fuking bird .. either I’m feeling things or this is the best whisky I’ve had because this night just got a whole lot more fun .. your wings deceived you in the best way possible for me atleast and I’m loving every second of it

“Dabi~ please not ah~ not mghh~ fuk oh god~ “ you say in the most sub spaced way.. lost in the pleasure of me sucking on your feather.. you teased me to do this to you, all the showing off with your little feather was just begging for my touch.. but the thing about me I don’t listen to anyone.. I like seeing tears stream down your face in such a state.. Keigo your a mess and I haven’t even touched you .. if you want this you’ll earn it .. beg for it .. no way in hell your getting let off so easy.. for now this is a taste of what it could be .. you’ll be running back for more.. craving more than just a feather sucking..

Part 1 of Dabi x hawks ..

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